Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies Chapter 1347: Extinction
Previously on Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies...
While everyone else was preoccupied with the battle against the Demon Kingdom's Watcher, Zhang Yi seized the moment, guiding his followers directly toward the ancient city.
By this point, the formidable inhabitants of the ancient city had largely emerged.
Based on the ongoing conflict, it was highly improbable that any significant forces remained to defend their home, thus leaving the city vulnerable.
Zhang Yi's strategic decision to proceed was well-founded.
Immediately after disembarking, Totoro, who had been contentedly snacking on rice balls within the spatial dimension, became unusually restless, signaling with great enthusiasm towards Yang Xinxin and the others.
Zhang Yi instantly deduced that the ancient city likely housed an item akin to the Divine Source.
He executed a swift and undetectable spatial displacement. Gao Changkong and Lancelot, intensely focused on extracting the Watcher's origin energy, were entirely unaware of his departure.
Before long, Zhang Yi and his contingent found themselves hovering above the Demon Kingdom's ancient city.
Dominating the landscape before them was the imposing Nine-Story Demon Tower, its form stained with blood, reaching defiantly towards the heavens.
It was a grim tableau, piled high with the remains of both humans and vanquished foes, even recently unearthed organs, still slick with gore.One couldn't help but speculate if the ritualistic practices observed in the Snowy Plateau Region originated from this, their erstwhile domain.
However, in contrast to the clandestine sect's rituals, these were far more graphically brutal.
At the base of the Nine-Story Demon Tower, figures knelt in a solemn assembly, their voices rising in chanted supplications directed towards the tower.
Some resorted to self-inflicted wounds with sharp implements, while others struck their foreheads against the ground with such fervor that blood flowed freely from their broken skin.
Near the perimeter of the Nine-Story Demon Tower, individuals clad in identical attire, their bodies adorned with intricate black tattoos, presided over a ceremony steeped in bloodshed.
Upon a stone altar, thoroughly saturated with blood, lay a woman, moments after having her eyes gouged out and her living body disemboweled. The unborn child within her, still tethered by the umbilical cord, was extracted and unceremoniously deposited into a stone mortar.
Aware of the approaching enemy, these acts of savage sacrifice were being enacted, presumably to invoke the power of the demonic entities they revered.
A single, piercing gaze from Zhang Yi was enough to dispel the wavering emotion in his eyes.
A stark realization dawned upon him, clarifying the esoteric sect's unwavering obsession with the Demon Kingdom, and their unyielding resolve to annihilate it, even after millennia of severed inter-dimensional connection.
"Annihilate them all," he commanded with quiet finality.
The kneeling demonic denizens, lost in their fervent prayers for the demon god's succor, were abruptly met with an encroaching darkness from above.
"Have our pleas been heard? The Demon God descends to offer their aid!" some of the devotees exclaimed with unrestrained delight.
Their upward gaze met a spectacle that rendered them utterly speechless with exhilaration.
The sky directly over the Nine-Story Demon Tower, spanning a vast ten-mile radius, had plunged into absolute blackness.
It resembled a colossal, all-consuming void, an abyss of pure destruction, slowly rotating and expanding its terrifying reach.
Zhang Yi hovered serenely in the air. Catching fragments of the demonic devotees' exclamations, a faint smile touched the corner of his lips.
"Fools, demons do not offer salvation."
"They only bring death!"
As his pronouncement echoed, the immense Void Black Hole materialized fully behind him, completely engulfing the area within the ten-mile expanse.
Zhang Yi extended his right hand deliberately, then forcefully pushed it downwards.
"Stars Fall!"
In the ensuing instant, an overwhelming torrent of Void Power erupted from the black hole, cascading down like an unrelenting deluge!
Everything in the path of this torrential Void Power was utterly consumed, eradicated without a trace.
Structures, the very ground, and the beings upon it.
There was no catastrophic explosion, merely the silent, absolute erasure of their existence, as if by an invisible hand.
The demonic populace below had barely registered the shift before the majority were swiftly obliterated.
Upon grasping the terrifying reality, their cries of sheer terror erupted.
Attempts at flight were futile, as the entire ten-mile zone was already sealed, rendering escape impossible.
Other demonic superlatives bellowed in fury, intent on retaliation, but in Zhang Yi's eyes, they held no more significance than mundane creatures, easily dismissed.
This cataclysmic event finally drew the attention of those engaged in the bloody conflict by the Sea of Blood.
The Watcher, already grievously wounded, found himself in a desperate defensive struggle against the combined might of Gao Changkong and Lancelot.
While his desperate, life-risking combat style presented a degree of peril, even at his zenith, his strength paled in comparison to his formidable opponents, let alone in his current state?
Although immediate demise was averted, his ultimate fate was a foregone conclusion.
Gazing upon the colossal black hole hovering above the ancient city, his eyes blazed with a mixture of dread and animosity.
"Ah!!!!"
A tormented cry escaped him.
Yet, rage offered no enhancement. Against such overwhelming might, all resistance proved utterly futile.
Conversely, Gao Changkong and Lancelot experienced a sudden shift in their perspectives.
"What a Zhang Yi, truly living up to his reputation as that cunning scoundrel!" Gao Changkong, recalling their past encounters, couldn't help but offer a wry smile.
He also surmised that the so-called treasure of the Demon Kingdom likely resided within that enigmatic Nine-Story Demon Pagoda.
Drawing a deep breath, the Solar Wheel Sword in his grasp ignited with an even more intense golden radiance, shrouding him like a celestial warrior.
"Let's bring this to a swift conclusion!" he declared to Lancelot, positioned nearby.
Lancelot had initially intended to conserve his strength, reserving it to potentially confront Gao Changkong or other rivals should the need arise.
However, the revelation of someone absconding to seize the crystal was an action he could not possibly condone.
"Very well, let's eliminate him without delay!"
The knight's falchion, Kangge'er, in his right hand, blazed with searing black flames. He and Gao Changkong surged towards the Watcher, attacking from the left and right flanks.
Meanwhile, the Lord of the Charnel Ground engaged the Grand Priest of the Demon Kingdom.
Sensing the unfolding chaos elsewhere, an uncontrollable tremor rippled through the Grand Priest's eyes.
But at this precise moment, he found himself utterly incapable of disengaging.
The esoteric sect adherent confronting him was simply too formidable, surpassing even his own power, which had been blessed by the demon god.
He could only continuously evade and reposition, desperately seeking an opening for an offensive strike.
But his adversary was overwhelmingly superior!
Four Epsilon-level superhumans stood against him, each seemingly possessing might on par with his own, the Grand Priest of the Demon Kingdom.
This realization plunged him into a profound abyss of despair!
The Lord of the Charnel Ground extended his right palm toward him. "This day, I shall finally settle our thousand-year-old vendetta!"
The Grand Priest's power level stood around 16,000 points, a significant disparity when compared to the Lord of the Charnel Ground.
Initially, the Lord of the Charnel Ground was not well-acquainted with his opponent's combat methodology, leading to a period of stalemate.
However, now that he had a firm grasp of the Grand Priest's capabilities, he had no intention of prolonging the engagement.
Truthfully, the disruption caused by Zhang Yi resonated with him, instilling a sense of urgency.
As for Zhang Yi, with a single devastating technique, 'Stars Fall', he annihilated over ten thousand individuals engaged in the gruesome blood sacrifice surrounding the Nine-Story Demon Tower.
His gaze fell upon the imposing Nine-Story Demon Pagoda. By this juncture, the structure bore numerous fissures and breaches resulting from his relentless assault.
"I sense a familiar resonance as well!" A sharp glint flashed within Zhang Yi's eyes. He gently set down Liang Yue and the others.
"You all secure the perimeter. I am going inside to investigate!"
As the words left his lips, he raced against the dwindling time, making his way swiftly toward the Nine-Story Demon Tower.